Twenty One

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Travis's Pov

I was out of words. I didn't know what to say or do. I can't face him. I don't think he recognizes me. I'm hoping he doesn't. It'll be a lot easier then having to talk to him. Either way I still felt a growing feeling in stomach.

"I'm going to head to the the washroom be back in a minute," I said getting up.
"K."

I made my way to the washrooms as quickly as possible.
No one was in there with me. I slammed my hands on the side of the sink as I starred intensely into the mirror.

"Maybe I could just jump out the window? Book it? Don't look back? Livin la vida loca? Buy some ice skates and drink 16 glasses of champagne before meeting a Russian guy and his angry son? No? Those aren't options for me? Damn it..." I thought to myself.

I splashed my face with water. I rubbed my eyes.

"Damn it damn it damn it! I had it all planned out. I don't want to see him, I'll just brake my heart. Or worse his.. Gah! Maybe coming here was a bad idea? No... I got to see everyone... They know I'm not dead. Ugh! I'm going to jump out that window!" I slammed my head on the side of sink regretting it immediately. "Ouch ouch ouch ouch ouch," I yelled as I stumbled around covering my face from the pain. 

The door opened as I stopped and rubbed my for-head in defeat.
After a moment I quickly turned and started heading out only to, well guess?

Come on guess.

Ok well,

I FLIPPIN BUMPED INTO SOME DUDE NOW IM FALLING IN DEFEAT OH LORD THIS DAY CANT GET ANY WORSE!

"Terribly sorry sir! I hit my head and I'm a little out of it plus I saw someone I really didn't want to see, then I'm stuck here and plan B isn't going to work because I can't ice skate and Irene I must sound insane," I apologized my head spinning.
"It's o-ok.... A-accidents happen.
"Yeah," I said leaning back on to my knees. "Sorry again."
"N-no it's m-my fault I best be going now."

I couldn't say another word before the guy stood up and ran out the door. I only got one glimpse from behind of his raven black shiny gorgeous wonderful luscious soft hair.

Oh look here come the sirens again.

No Travis. You're just imagining it.

Garroths Pov

"Travis sure is taking long," I brought up.
"Should one of us go check on him?" Aaron asked.
"Oh wait guys he's coming back!" Vylad interrupted.
"Sorry I took so long."
"Nah it's good we were just about to go get you."
"Yes cause Garroth was all like 'Travis Travis where is my dear Travis." Katelyn intimidated.
"Hey!"
"Don't give Kawaii~Chan any ideas. Wait where is she."
"Ran off with Reese again..... Those candy lovin sugar lemonade stands....." Vylad mumbled.
"Was that supposed to mean something or- you know what forget I asked." I stopped myself.

Travis sat back down seeming a bit hurt. Like physically he has a huge bump on his head but kind of... Emotionally wondering.

"Terribly sorry for your wait on the food," A new waiter came. "Also I am your new waiter once again because we sent the former one home sense he didn't look well."
"Oh poor Zane..."
"You know him?"
"Oh yes we're his friends."
"I'm his annoying little brother."
"As his other brother I can agree."
"What a coincidence," she chuckled, "He sure does mention you two a lot. Well enjoy your food."

Us all being starving ate straight away. I looked next to Travis who picked at his food.

"Hey why aren't you eating?" I whispered.
"Not that hungry...."
"Is everything alright."








"No... Nothing is alright."

Laurence's Pov

I finished packing what I had of my belongings in a suit case. I wasn't moving exactly. More so getting kicked out. Basically, I don't have a job anymore, I'm broke af, I'm a sad human being who misses someone. Yeesh all I need is to break my leg and be a dancer and bam! I'm perfect for the role.
I looked in my wallet. No cash. Except for my savings account. I don't think any things on it except a couple hundred... . Enough to get me through a little. I'll go to the bank and check. Most people would just use their phone or computer but I don't have either so old fashion here I come.

I hauled my suit case out of the door. You'd be surprised how normal it is to see people with suit cases going around town. In fact I saw some other dude with a suit case and we had that moment of 'We the dudes' as we passed by.
I opened the door to the part of the bank where you can do all that jazz. I can't remember what's it's called. This is going to bug me forever.

"Dodododododo," I whistled while checking.

If you've ever seen that moment in movies where a character gets all wide eyed as they stare at something, well this was it.
I didn't even move.

"Oh sir, are you ok you've kind of just been standing there for 7 minutes?"
Someone behind me asked.
"Holy schnitzel."
"Sir?"
"Well time to go cry tears of joy and anger as I don't know what to do with myself."

I said as I grabbed my stuff and left.

I left the place before standing there for a second with a moment of realization.

"I have 50,000$ I never knew about. This is why we check our savings more often Laurence not leave it alone since college."

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The Casanovas be gettin that cASH MONEEEEYYYY

Also if you get the reference with te 16 glasses of champagne and angry Russian son then bless

ALSO! I'm very sick at the moment and I just binged a majority of Voltron (I haven't watched it all but I'm half way through episode 12 season 2) and watched the secret life of Walter Mitty which was really good btw

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